Today was Black Friday, when Americans supposedly kill each other to get a big TV on sale (like that doesn't happen on any other day of the year.)
I picked up Randy and we went and bough a crapton of gas between us, then went to the airport and flew with Marty in his Cuby to Oroville to meet Steve and Chris for lunch.
After flying back, we dinked around with the planes a little, then went home.
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